What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 29.06.2025 02:55
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I seen it all in my short life
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
How Can I get a taxi company to outsource their Dispatch services to me?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Soldier with the gas-mask
My ex got into a relationship within 2 weeks after a breakup. What should I do?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
What does life mean without death?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
How do you know when someone really loves you?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“…Sammy eagerly rode up on him, toxic off the turkey with the joint on him, Flower look his man stood up before him, The bitches hit the table, Jakeem stripped off his cables, Shots went off, Sam'd get a chance to make his debut, Flower grabbed Tiff his man with the sideburns, hat fell off, We noticed wig worms, he hid behind Rich, C-Allah hit the light switch, young girls were trampled in the men's room, Pool pistol whipped Mase and broke the handle, Desperate- crawlin to the door on all fours, Sham kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was "It's Yours", Oh my goodness, Waz grabbed the Mo bottle thrashin’, He layin like a gay model shoutin’ out Sebastian, He smiled with his teeth missin, beggin’ for mercy ‘No more god, there’s 68 thousand down at pier three’, Out came the cannon, whistled out zaggin', Sham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon, It's over, another story told, Lyin’ with the snakes, tongue kissin’ cobras, Yo let me tell you how the game go, We gettin rid of all the prostitutes, Tony want the streets back for sure! Too many hustlers, too many thieves, We're fuckin’ up who's willing to fight and teach the seeds? Too much TV, guns and robberies, Lust and greed and hate the four devils- jealousy”
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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Movin objects mentally
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Mothership alien sorceress
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she's pushin' the cart, Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clarks, That's what I get, not focusin' from hittin' that bark, My mouth dry, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark, In the aisle bustin' them paper towels and wipin' my Wallies down, I stood up to face a barrel, he's holdin' a shiny pound, It's him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim, I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again, That bitch is crazy and uh, she brought her baby, She knew I had the murders a smack, It killed her man though, now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat, You's a bitch, you better kill me, you know you're booty, You pulled your toolie out on me, motherfucker, First thought was to snatch the ratchet, Said fuck it and fuckin' grabbed it, I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin', I wrestled him to the ground, tussled, scuffled, constantly kicked him, He wouldn't let go the joint, so I fuckin' bit him, Shots was whizzin' hittin' Clorex bottles, Customers screamin', then the faggot ran out of hollows, I had to show him what it's all about, Next day we readin’ the paper: A man who came to kill gets knocked out”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
The other one don't understand me,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“late night I'm on a first class flight, The only brother in sight, the flight attendant catch fright! I sit down in my seat; 2C, She approach officially talking 'bout, ‘Excuse me’, Her lips curl up into a tight space, cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place, showed her my boarding pass, and then she sorta gasped, all embarrassed; put an extra lime on my water glass, an hour later here she come by walkin’ past; ‘I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph'”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If it ain't
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“Money's flowin’, everything is fine, got myself a uzi and my brother a nine, business is boomin’ everything is cool, I pull about a G a week; fuck school”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“You as an amateur, is outspoken, I'm lookin at your face you seem to be hopin that I, might stutter, stop, or just mess up, but everything's live that's why I don't dress up, Blastmaster KRS a synonym for fresh, I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test, got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me cause we make up the Boogie Down Production crew faculty”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Know your enemies
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
No smile is genuine or real,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Gangbangers that spit slang
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
If it ain't
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I never knew my life mattered”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Now as an outcast I was born, wasn't warned of the harm, That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life done sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it ain't nothin’, Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons, I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one, they said it skipped from 12 to 14, Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M. thinking that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas, We trapped off in this maze, with walls made of layers”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Three months later we run our own caper,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'll see you when I get there,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?